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theory before, after and in the meantime or in the meantime travel

First it was Paris. With its sumptuous street, evening retention of Campus Martius and the total feeling carefree. And a lot of pictures (see below).

All photographs were Taken by Chris, check out his website: http://bwyh.wordpress.com/

Then there was London. Two days of moving their belongings to a safe place, two days of uncertainty, sleeping on the friendly squat, and I know that after returning ahead of me a definitive solution to the residential area.

I'm in a relaxed and lively Barcelona. Behind on the nice Polish squat with a team that lives by making giant soap bubbles and skippingu (locally known as 'recycling'). By squat rolling a lot of people get to know even more wearing on the various actions and squats, which gives the momentum from residing here, and so for example, on Friday unexpectedly landed at 1 am in the house just is acknowledged meksykanki from Texas, who tortured me, vinyl type 'Schoolgirls' and stories of the Korean affair. And then I went to a concert iberopunka to a nearby squat, but does not like very dirty rzępoleniu of the peninsula. Simply sets the mind on the mode of 'action' and I let what will bring a moment, not thinking too much about what and how.

other side of staying here, the retention on the beach with a book, jump over the gates in the subway and a wealth of food spilling from the nearby trash bins. The center offers a plethora of vegan-friendly housing (eg vegan bar Gopal), ice cream shops are available in a delicious soy ice cream and yogurt on the shelves of soy Danone'y stand (which I do not intend to promote the brand in question).

remember my last stay in Barcelona, \u200b\u200bvisited the place, my approach to this city, to accompany me a sense of alienation and how I feel now. How to slowly start to get into the local crew, as I rub your shortcuts and Barcelona routes, discover how easy life here and jivin 'like the air in the lungs. How different influences me fresh dose of sunshine from the south, the aura of the city, where every other sentence heard, the word 'tranquillo' ('peace'). It is no longer zasmogowany, stressed-out London, but laid-back capital of Catalonia, where in the world simply grab the balance and breathe fully breast.

Notes from Spain in 2006


Three European cities. Paris – London – Barcelona.

Had felt nearly like home staying with Shobhana and other CSurfers at her parisian appartment. Felt emotionally homeless back in generally hostile London. Feel so good in Barcelona. Staying at the friendly squat with super – nice Poles. We dumpsterdive (or ‘recycle’, to use more English term) heaps of fruit and veg found in nearby supermarkets, we helped with cooking for ‘Zombie movies night’ and fun is gonna last few more days. Living here, like in London, can be moneyless, but the sun appears more often in Barcelona’s sky.